Supernatural is king

Everyone knows the port mafia has changed.

Chief, oh no, it should be called Xiandai now.

The two cadres joined forces to rebel, and in the end accidentally caused the ancestor who was already "cultivating" to be seriously injured and passed away.

Although the leader of the cadres at the time, Atobe Eri, captured the two cadres on the spot, he was still powerless to recover from the injuries of the ancestors.

So the ancestors, under the witness of the Hong Kong gang members headed by the black lizard centurion Hirotsu Liulang, passed the position of leader to Atobe Eri.

Very smoothly, their little leader became the new leader of the port mafia justifiably.

Originally, other high-level officials in Hong Kong and Black thought that after Huili took over, they should immediately eliminate dissidents, or arrange their own people to all vacant cadre positions to consolidate their position.

but.

One of the first things their new leader did when he became leader was to bring a child who was just seven years old back to the Port Mafia and admit to everyone that it was her newly adopted child.

After having a nightmare all night, Huili woke up and helped the sleeping child beside him tuck the corner of the quilt, and then went to take a bath.

This is the third day since the fire at Tsushima's house.

Yesterday, Chief Taneda gave Eri, who was going to visit Shuji Tsushima, the license to open the ability that Tsushima Genemon had promised.

There is also an account book.

There are only three names on it.

Atobe Eri, Mori Ogai, and Dazai Osamu.

After such a big incident happened in the Tsushima family, it is not appropriate to let the child use this name.

So Eri filled in the name Osamu Dazai on the form after thinking hard.

Eri silently put the paper certificate and household registration book into her arms, then turned her head to look at the child who was sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed in the bright and clean glass window, and said to the farming chief: "This child wants to follow me. Back to Hong Kong, no problem, right?"

Chief Taneda followed Eri's gaze with a complicated expression, and it took a long time before he said sadly: "After all, this is Tsushima's wish, and we are already very sorry for him... It is impossible to forcefully bring this child back to the Department of Supernatural Things. "

Hearing this, Huili cast a glance at the man: "So you know this kid's ability?"

"How could you not know." Zhong Tian shrugged: "After all, I was the one who discovered the child's abilities."

"That day was Tsushima's first day as mayor. I went to pay my respects. When I saw the child, I couldn't help hugging it and making fun of it... Who knows, I immediately found that my abilities disappeared."

"But I kept it a secret, and now it seems like I made the right decision."

If those who are desperate for profit know that this child has this ability, now it is uncertain whether Huili can successfully bring the child back to Hong Kong and Hei on his own account.

"Thank you."

Huili bowed her body and thanked the farming chief.

"Also...Miss Tsushima and Xizi will trouble you."

Chief Farmer accepted Eili's gift frankly.

He paused, and then said: "Most of the Tsushima houses are made of wooden structures, and it may take a long time to find part of their bodies."

In order to take care of Eri, Chief Tanada also used a more euphemistic way of saying it.

But in fact, in such a large fire, it is not bad to find some ashes instead of sawdust.

Eri also knew this truth.

So she accepted this reality calmly.

After the farming chief left, Eili walked into the ward.

Although not injured, the child with an unusually pale face half-buried his face in the quilt.Only eyes with slender eyelashes and smooth brown hair were exposed.

Eri sat down on the side of the hospital bed lightly.

She actually felt guilty about the child.

After all, he can be regarded as the child she watched growing up, and now because of those reasons, he is left alone by her friend.

To be honest, she didn't even know how to get along with this child.

Huili reached out his hand hesitantly, and stroked the child's hair.

At this time, Shuji Tsushima also slowly opened his eyes.

The sunlight shone in from the window opened by the nurse during the ward rounds. Although it was not too dazzling, it still made the child who had just woken up squint his eyes.

But then he felt shadows over his eyes.

He turned his head as if he hadn't slowed down yet, looked at Huili who was sitting beside him, stretched out his hand from under the quilt unconsciously, and grabbed Huili's cuff.

Eili was startled, and covered the child's eyes with one hand, and wrapped the child's small hand into the warm palm with the other hand.

The cold touch came from the palm of her hand, which made her frown.

Why is the child's hand so cold even though it is kept under the quilt?

After confirming that the child was awake, Eili lowered her hand to help the child tuck the quilt.

"hungry?"

Eili asked in a low voice, and stretched out her hand to shake the child's hospital bed.

Tsushima Shuji was trembling extremely weakly by the fingers holding that hand, and nodded with lowered eyes.

Eili let go of her hands, and was about to take the porridge she brought to the child as a pad.

But before she got up, her hand was grabbed.

The child who was holding her hand didn't speak, and looked at Huili stubbornly with a pair of beautiful clear eyes, his lips were pursed and turned white, and his hand, which was less than half the size of Huili's palm, held Huili tightly and refused to let go.

He didn't even realize that his fingertips turned white.

Eili sighed secretly, took off her trench coat, wrapped the child up, and hugged the child directly.

The child is restless.

Like a baby bird that has just broken its shell but has not seen its parents, it hugs the neck of a familiar person tightly with a baby bird mentality.

Eili caressed the boy's back, hugged him and sat down on the sofa.

Although Eri was petite, this windbreaker was too wide for Shuji Tsushima, who was still seven years old, and he couldn't even stretch his hands out of the quilt.

Seeing this, Eili simply put the child aside, pulled the porridge bowl and skillfully fed the child.

Shuji Tsushima didn't feel awkward either, he quietly and obediently waited for Eri's feeding.

Eili estimated the child's food intake, and when the porridge in the bowl had dropped by two-thirds, she touched the child's slightly bulging belly, got up and packed the bowls and chopsticks, and was about to throw them away when she left.

Then she half-kneeled in front of the child, and suddenly fell silent.

Shuji Tsushima was not an ordinary child, but Eri hoped that he could vent his panic and anxieties by crying or screaming like an ordinary child.

But Shuji Tsushima did not.

He suppressed these emotions in his heart, even when he was most helpless and panicked, he just shed silent tears.

It is the same today.

The child looked at Huili who was half-kneeling in front of him, looking at him level, without any disturbance in his eyes, and tilted his head.

"Shuji."

Eri organized her words, reached into the sleeve of the windbreaker and held the boy's hand.

"I know you are a smart kid, and you can understand some things without me explaining them in detail."

Tsushima Shuji instantly realized what Eideru wanted to say, and his calm eyes became a little flustered.

But in the end, he looked at Eri's firm eyes, his fingers shrunk slightly, and he slowly squeezed back.

Ei cleared her somewhat dry throat:

"Although... I said it yesterday, but I still want to make a formal invitation."

The girl with black hair and black eyes half-kneeled in front of the child, with a solemn expression and a straight back.

She held the child's hand tightly, her brows and eyes filled with tenderness and anticipation.

She said softly:

"Xiuzhi, are you willing to be my family?"

"From now on, you will be my child, and I will do my best to take care of you and let you have the best everything in this world..."

"Would you like to be 'Dazai Osamu'?"

Put on the name she gave, let go of those sad pasts, and step into a new life.

The child was silent for a while, and said the first sentence of the day.

His voice was so soft that if it wasn't for Eri who had been waiting for the boy's answer, he might not have heard it.

"Can you guarantee that you will not abandon me like them from now on?"

He is afraid.

When Miss Xizi held his hand and told him to live a good life, when Mr. Tsushima held him and said something about himself that he had never heard from his father.

He was scared.

When his mother resolutely left him and walked into the fire.

He was scared.

Now when Huili half knelt in front of him and asked if he would like to be her family.

He was still terrified.

He knew he was a coward, worried about whether he would lose it after he got it.

The coward worried and feared whether the warmth from the person in front of him would burn him, and whether he would mercilessly smash his heart into pieces when he offered it without reservation.

but……

but.

This hug is so warm.

Let him, a person who walks in the cold winter wind and snow, be nostalgic.

He wants to bet.

If you win the bet, you will give all of yourself, including your soul.

If you lose the bet, just accept your fate.

Eri smiled.

She reached out to press the back of the boy's head and pulled him into her arms, turning her face to kiss the boy's hair.

"I swear on my life."

"As long as I'm still in this world, I'll never leave you behind."

"Also, although it's a bit late now, it should still be in time."

"Shuji, happy birthday."

So the lost child has a new home.

Shuji Tsushima, no, it should be Osamu Dazai now.

He firmly grasped the collar at the back of Huili's neck, from weeping silently drop by drop, to crying loudly as if wanting to vent all the uneasiness suppressed in his heart.

Eri's eyes were sour, and the eye sockets were red from an angle that the boy could not see.

But her tears did not fall, but slowly, slowly stroking the child's trembling back from crying, letting the child's tears wet her shoulders.

Eri packed the child back to the Port Mafia.

After Eri came out of the bathroom wiping her hair, she saw the child yawn, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and slowly woke up.

Eili walked over and dug him out of the bed.

The child knocked on her door with red eyes and hugging a pillow in the middle of the night last night, and Huili simply let him sleep by her side.

Eili picked up the clothes prepared for the child that were placed on the sofa last night, and put them on the child one by one.

Osamu Dazai, who was still awake, just hung on Eri's body and let Eri play with him.

"Hey, let's get up quickly." Eri said in a low voice after helping Osamu Dazai put on his coat, rubbing the back of his head.

The boy nodded obediently and went to wash himself.

The author has something to say: 3.20

Dazai achieved what Rintaro did not.

That is sharing the bed with Eri every day hehehe.

You know, Lin Taro has only shared the bed with Eri once (the time when telling a story) hhh

Also, Chuya will still be the king of sheep, this experience is too important to him.

So um... I should raise it again when I'm 15 hahh

Also... My daily update time is usually after nine o'clock in the evening, and the specific time is not fixed.

hhh good night everyone, go to bed early.

☆感谢在2020-03-1922:15:04~2020-03-2023:39:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 meow meow;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：喵喵喵100瓶；鹿温虞姬9瓶；安之悦、安司6瓶；菌子诶、夏5瓶；晋江丧杨3瓶；明之尤箜、乔顾、35876316、諍柟、祁月姽婳1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!